The girl who married you in the future will be so happy. I must touch her wedding dress and tell her.

This is my dream since I was seventeen.

Although Tiancheng is not big, there are many wedding companies. With Lin Wangyuan's current financial resources, he naturally chose a medium-sized one.

He has been swimming in Guangxi for five years and has been in the position of manager. He has saved a lot of money, and he can even directly consider buying a house in Shenzhen. Although Fang Baoyi is just an ordinary white-collar worker, she has no consumption burden after all, and she also has a small treasury of her own.

The marriage of these two people was blessed by everyone, especially the parents of both parties, who expressed their preference.

The wedding was scheduled to be held in a hotel, and at the same time, he booked the entire hotel. After all, many guests from other places needed to stay overnight. On such a big day, no one would care about the expenses, let alone the Lin family's foundation was still completely squandered.

In the melody of Qi Chen's song "Let's Get Married", the bride and groom were as usual, and warm applause rang out throughout the wedding scene.

Whether it is colleagues, subordinates, classmates, old friends, or those distant relatives, they all wish the couple blessings at this moment. Marriage is a rare event in life. It not only means the fusion of two lives, but also represents the future. They will spend the rest of their lives with each other.

Lin Wangyuan walked very slowly, as if he was worried, and he was thinking about something every step.

The wedding was held smoothly, like a dream. Half a year ago, he would not have thought of getting married, nor would he have thought that he would have come so quickly. All the past appeared in front of him like a dream. Looking at the warm girl beside him, he finally realized that all the stories were really coming to an end.

The future is long, and after this wedding, he will never go back to those pasts.

......

"Mom...Mom...Why did this sister cry?"

A tender voice came, which made Lin Wangyuan stunned. His eyes followed the little boy's gaze and searched in the guest seat. It was a girl crying, with graceful figure, cool short hair, and a red dress, which was quite similar to a wedding dress.

The moment she saw her, Lin Wangyuan was completely stunned and his whole eyes couldn't move away.

"She is here... she is actually here...what is she here..." Lin Wangyuan murmured in his heart, and instantly lost all his previous state.

This girl who suddenly came into view naturally was a girl whom I had never met since the last class reunion. Compared to the last time I met, the girl at that time was even more lonely and thin, and her short hair showed a bit of desolation.

Since she decided to get married, Lin Wangyuan was very confused and didn't know whether she should send her this invitation.

Even for a moment, he tore the red paper into several petals, but finally he couldn't bear to throw it away. After fully exerting the role of transparent gel, a somewhat distorted and broken invitation was pieced together. The only thing that is thankful that he sent it out this time.

But that invitation was destined not to receive any response, and even, in his opinion, Wen Buhui would not come to attend the wedding.

"But she is happy for the bride...or, she didn't marry the person she wanted to marry at the age of seventeen!" A crisp female voice came, interrupting Lin Wangyuan's thoughts. It was obvious that this was the mother answering the child's question.

Being happy for the bride? That is absolutely impossible. Lin Wangyuan knew very well that when facing the wedding of his beloved, he would definitely not even have the courage to show off his blessings.

So Wen Buhui shed tears because the latter, the boy she wanted to marry at the age of seventeen, will eventually marry someone else today. Lin Wangyuan couldn't help but feel ache in his heart. As usual, he saw her crying, and he couldn't be calm and composed at all.

But today, he was destined to be unable to respond. This wedding was related to two families, and he could not bet on his willfulness.

Turn your eyes away from Wen Buhui and slowly return to the girl beside you. This is the future, the person who spent his whole life with him. The story of the past, no matter how deeply you love it, is destined to be destined to be destined, so why bother to worry about it?

"Miss Fang Baoyi, are you willing to marry Mr. Lin Wangyuan opposite him as his wife? No matter how difficult or bad, poor or rich, whether you are healthy or sick, happy or painful, you will always love him and be loyal to him. Are you willing?" The emcee's voice sounded, breaking the deadlock in thinking.

Fang Baoyi's eyes were staring at Lin Wangyuan, and her eyes were full of love. She nodded firmly, "I do!"

"Mr. Lin Wangyuan, are you willing to marry the other side Miss Fang Baoyi? No matter how difficult or bad, poor or rich, whether you are healthy or sick, happy or painful, you will always love and take care of her. You will be with you through thick and thin and accompany you for life, are you willing?"

This time, the emcee's question was not answered quickly, and Lin Wangyuan finally chose to remain silent.

His eyes quietly moved away from Fang Baoyi and turned to Wen Buhui's seat. His eyes met and then he looked away in panic. Finally, his eyes fell on the parents of both sides. It could be seen that because of his hesitation, the atmosphere on the scene was a bit strange, which made the faces of the two adults turn gray.

"I do!" Finally, he gave this firm answer.

......

Finally, after a familiar process, the wedding came to an end, and it was the toast between both parties and guests.

Lin Wangyuan, wearing a tuxedo, walked between the banquets, and was particularly gentlemanly. Today, he has a bit of gentleness and affectionate look than the dominant power in the workplace, and his eyes are more like his original appearance.

About half an hour later, he finally arrived alone at the banquet where Wen Buhui was sitting, which was the person he was least willing to face.

But the more you escape, the faster you often come. Lin Wangyuan deeply felt this. He always needs the courage to face some things that are destined to be unable to escape.

"Congratulations! I'm finally going to the grave of love. Remember to treat her well in the future!" Wen Buhui smiled faintly, his eyes full of loneliness, "I just said it well on the stage. I remember that you always stutter when you talk to the girls you like. It seems that you have not seen each other for a year, and it has improved a lot!"

"Really...really? I...I...I thought...I still...so that's it!"

Lin Wangyuan stuttered and in an instant, both Wen Buhui and himself became jealous in an instant. The emotions that were precipitated in memory burst out in this moment. It turned out that from beginning to end, neither of them changed much.
Chapter completed!